The wind and snow seemed to be gradually getting smaller.

Nesser felt a little relaxed with the magic technique.

His performance at this time was a little beyond the normal situation. If a normal monk fails to obtain the protection of those monks in the return stage, he will probably have died of freezing.

With the super magic tricks he stole, Nasse has been persisting until now. As long as those monks think about it, they will feel very abnormal.

Of course, Nesser doesn't care much about whether his identity has been exposed now. He seems to have noticed something on his body, and it seems that he will continue to lurk at this moment.

"Gerry!" Suddenly, someone called out Naiser's name in the wind and snow.

Looking through the relatively thin wind and snow, it turned out to be Clausi. He was now covered with a thin layer of holy power, resisting the cold outside.

However, Nesser knew that although Clausi had achieved stability and even improved to a certain extent with his help, it was still impossible for him to survive in such a confrontation.

So if he survives, he must have obtained the protection of some people.

Nesser walked towards Clausi, his face becoming paler, as if he had been overdrawn.

His performance is abnormal and may not be able to hide it from the person, but he still needs to be disguised as he should. If the other party can hesitate slightly when he takes action, it will be considered a success.

"Stand!" Claus hurried over and supported Nesser. Claus was unwilling to die for Nesser, the person who had "redeemed" him.

He helped Nesser up, gritted his teeth and used his magic to land on Nesser, and spoke, "Just wait a while, Philip will be back, you will be fine!"

"Phillip?" Nesser asked weakly, as if he was confused.

"Well, he is very strong." Clausi just said this, without saying anything more, but this level of silence is useless to Nesser.

What the blasphemy monks are best at is stealing. From divine art to holy power, to further thinking and thinking, Nesser can steal.

Nesser helped Claus stabilize his faith. At the cost, Nesser wanted to steal the other party's ideas, which was easy.

In Clausi's memory, Philip met Clausi, who was about to die, shortly after the snow and snow broke out, and then used his magic to save him.

Not long ago, Philip seemed to have used some special magic, and his face suddenly turned pale. He told Claus not to reveal his information. He would soon come back, and then he dug a hole not far away, lay in, covered himself with snow to trim.

"Does that sound of interference cost a heavy price?" Nesser guessed: "This is probably true."

"But he lies there for trimming, but it must be a trap, including Clausi in front of him, which is part of the trap." Nesser thought.

The sound of interference is still working now, and the image of Philip in Nasser's mind has been affected.

But at this moment it did not affect Neser's thinking. He had dispersed the information about Philip before and formed a certain unit. Through this dispersion method, he avoided Philip's interference.

"Phillip is definitely not a kind person. On the contrary, his character is more similar to Chesca before, and he uses any means to do anything for his purpose."

"There were so many monks before, most of them died at his hands. He could not trust Claus like this. He would forget that he would not kill anyone to silence him when he met Claus. He actually saved people and brought the other party with him, revealing the information that he had been weakened by using his magical magic."

"If I pounce on the place where Philip lay down in Clausi's memory, then what awaits me would be a fatal attack."

Nesser turned these thoughts over, as if a person who was truly exhausted, did not ask Philip for more information, but waited in the same place, as if he was quietly waiting for death.

Time passed by minute by minute, and a white line suddenly appeared in the sky. Under the flashing white line, a hidden figure appeared.

As Nasser expected, it was true that he was backfired when he used his magical technique, but it was false to hide in a pit. If Nasser dared to reveal a half-abnormality just now, then Philip could directly notice Nasser's problem, and what he did now was to launch an attack directly.

"But it's still a bit abnormal for him to get here." Philip understood why Cyrillo was so concerned about Nesser.

During his brief contact, he had to admit that Nesser was a talented person. He had already surprised him when he rescued Clausi from the collapse of Xinyang.

"It's not surprising that such a talent can break out in desperate situations and hold on to the damage of wind and snow." This idea naturally appeared in Philip's mind.

A person like him who is decisive in killing can't bear to sacrifice Neser directly at this moment.

First, this is a genius, and second, if you kill Nesser directly, Cyrillo may have an objection to him.

This reason made him seem a little hesitant.

"Since Claus can stay for a while, it shouldn't be a problem to stay Neser and observe it?" Philip asked himself, and his figure slowly declined.

Then suddenly a white line jumped from Philip's fingers and flew towards Nesser and Clausi who was standing beside him.

Philip, who was hesitating a moment ago, changed his mind instantly and directly killed the killer.

Nesser and Clausi had no ability to resist, so they were cut in half and fell to the ground, with a trace of confusion remaining on their faces.

Philip withdrew his fingers, with no regret on his face.

He understood one thing a long time ago, that is, people are greedy.

If you cannot control your own greed, you will eventually become a slave of greed, and you will want more and more flaws in what you do.

For example, he wants to keep Gerry, and he wants to maintain his relationship with Cyrillo. All these are greed.

It is precisely because of this kind of greed that hidden dangers may exist.

So Philip had already set restrictions on himself. When he was disturbed by things other than his purpose and could not complete the task resolutely, the alarm set in his heart would begin to sound, and when this sounded, he would give up the external objects directly.

"Greed is interference, and interference will only make people more and more flaws." Philip has always believed this and has always done this. Even his exclusive magical art [Voice of Greed] comes from this.

Looking at the bodies of the two people lying on the ground, Philip did not regret it, and once again strengthened his belief.

At this moment, a gray mist appeared in the distance, which attracted Philip's attention.

At the same time, Naiser, who was only left with his upper body, opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!